This is a song about "Back to december"

My nigga you should knew this already its december

So she just sit while settling for the lesser

Try to hit us , we hit back

This is why her nigga mad

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

I'm talking about the rap game i'll take it next december.

Remember december youl be burning from ember tossed from my lyrical fire,

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Try to push back i pull back/

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Bullets raining like it december

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

To push this faggots cork back

She was wet off the bat

Despising him, no need to fall back.

The bummer is the fact that i'm black